Sorry to everyone who thought this was just gonna be romantic and not a bunch of kinky nonsense
Dash woke up to the sounds of winter birds chirping, and felt Danny's body curled up in his arms, obviously attempting to fight the cold. He lay there, stroking Danny Fenton's black locks, softer than silk but blacker than obsidian. His nearly white skin glistening in the pale December sun.
"I held a jewel in my fingers and went to sleep, the day was warm the winds were prosy, I said "twill keep" he muttered, this woke up Danny
"Reciting poetry this early? It's gotta be like 7 am!" Dash shushed him
"It is never too early for Dickinson."
"Yes it is my dear, but it is never too early to feel you against me." Danny traced his lover's stretch marks. "Soft, and wonderful, like a cream puff." Dash laughed
"Fenton, are you waxing poetic for me?" Danny nodded
"Dash Baxter, you creampuff of a lover. Round and soft and golden like the pastry I name you, sweet as the cream and other stuff." Dash rolled his eyes
"You're no Percy Shelley, but I'll take it"
"I'm not done," Danny whined "you have lightning bolts on your thighs, your eyes are like blue crayons. Dash Baxter, you are the bees knees" the skinny man looked up at his lover "how was that" Dash giggled
"The worst poetry I have ever heard."
"Can you do any better"
"In a haiku: His kind blue eyes widen. His Hair like obsidian. Ghost boy, that I love."
"Yep you are better at this than I am."
"What are we going to do, I mean about this…" Dash gestured to their entwined forms "I am still in the closet, and even though you may like my weight gain no one else does. We cant pizza sex every night" Danny pouted
"Why nooootttt"
"Because dear one, Kwan would kill me."
"I'll fight him, you know I can!"
"No Danny, we have to keep this on the down low. If you don't mind."
"I don't mind but I am DETERMINED to make you feel beautiful every day" He kissed his lips, then his throat, then his stomach. "You beautiful teddy bear you" they fell back asleep until 10 then got up to the call of Danny's mother offering breakfast.
"So Danny, did you have fun last night?" Jazz asked, Dash choked on his toast
"Uh, what?" Danny asked
"I mean with your friends, and when they left." She wiggled her eyebrows and both men turned bright red. Dash and Danny went upstairs to clean up before Sam and Tucker came back over.
They had truly made a mess, the pizza box was crushed, their clothes were everywhere and evidence of their love making was everywhere. They rushed to clean up, or Dash did, Danny sat and watched his jiggling thighs and buttocks as he bet over to pick things up.
"Fenton, why aren't you helping? They cant know!" Danny chuckled,
"They will have guessed, and the view is way too good."
In fact Sam and Tucker had guessed, well Sam guessed and told Tucker. The two had decided to go to Nasty Burger and discussed their friend over milkshakes.
"Why is Dash staying over even?" Tucker asked on his second milkshake "I mean we are being nice but…"
"Even with those stupid glasses you are so blind." Sam said rolling her eyes at him "Danny is planning on getting some tonight."
"Getting what?" Sam sighed and patted her niave friend's cheek
"Oh sweetie, you really don't get out much. I'll explain this the best way I can, Danny has been giving Dash googoo eyes ever since he gained weight. We already knew Danny was gay, but it seems he's found a type as well." Tucker spat out his drink
"You mean hes?" Sam nodded
"A chubby chaser, and a top. And here I was thinking he was a raging twink."
"Whats a twink?"
"You're hopeless, anyway, we will go over to his house tomorrow and see if I'm right."
"How will you know?" Tucker asked, the world of sex had always been something of a mystery to him. Sam tented her hands
"Simple, especially with a chubby chaser. Look at the partner, if Danny is what I think he is, Dash should have a bit more stomach."
"Is that even possible?" Sam snorted
"If Danny got his way, yes. Then look at the room, if its clean that means something went down, especially if the bed is made."
"I bet you $50 dollars all of that is a lie"
"The bet is on"